Chapter 7 DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction and fantasy; the author does not have knowledge of any of the celebrities sexual preferences mentioned here and therefore does not claim responsibility for accuracy. Of course, this is for 18 and above. Comments/critiques: ds35mm@gmail.com
Hrithik decided to stay back at the Producer's place to meet the actor who was considered to play the role of his father, an international superspy that had an affair with an Indian lady, which resulted in his birth. The Producer had still not finalized the Hollywood actor who would play his brother but Hrithik was anxious to find out the "father". He went for a long walk on the beach by the Producer's place. The sun, sea, sky and the breeze were working on him as he enjoyed the anonymity that a foreign place gave him. He could never have walked around a beach in Mumbai without being mobbed or the paparazzi hounding him. The afternoon activity with Channing and Bradley had left him buzzing and the walk invigorated him. He removed the T-shirt and tucked it in his jeans and let the sun work its warmth while the breeze caressed his chest. The nipples on his magnificent pecs stood erect with the breeze playing on them. He was thinking of Shahid's message earlier. He could not wait to go back to Bollywood and finalize the plan that Shahid and he had in mind. A couple of other Bollywood actors had hooked up with each other in the past, but Hrithik and the others wanted more regular hookups in a safe environment, without fear of the media. Especially after the days he had enjoyed in Hollywood with the Producer and other actors, he could not wait to talk with Shahid about this. His thoughts returned to the movie. This was certainly going to be a major movie that would be shot in US and India, which would mean there would Hollywood actors in India, and he smiled to himself as he thought that they could have some organized affairs when the `goras' arrived.
As he wondered more about the last actor that he was to meet today, he wondered how the Producer had arranged to have these actors play with them. Pulling his T-shirt over him, H returned back to the Producer's place after walking around for an hour. He entered the house via the beach entrance in the back of the house, to find the Producer sitting by the poolside working on his laptop.
"You're just in time", he said. "Our guest is just coming in. Let me bring him in." He closed the laptop and stood, walking toward the front door. A few seconds later, he walked in with another man and Hrithik's jaw dropped. Hrithik was a celebrity and was used to hobnobbing with the rich and famous, but he couldn't believe what he saw, rather whom he saw. Walking in with the Producer was Brad fucking Pitt! Brad was in a checkered and untucked shirt with rolled sleeves and pearl snaps instead of buttons. Tight ripped jeans covered his pelvis and legs and his clean-shaven face was framed by slightly long brown hair that fell on his forehead casually. Hrithik stood dumbfounded and couldn't move, even when Brad offered his hand for a handshake. "Hi Hrithik", Brad said, flashing the famous pearls. Hrithik regained his composure and said, "Hi Brad", shaking his hand. Both men smiled as they knew exactly what happened and Brad said, "I'm glad to meet you. When I was in India two years ago, I did hear a lot about you, but never met you. I know your popularity and the fan following you have." Hrithik was still in awe of the star and could only say, "Thanks, Brad." "Brad, you're not unknown to most people either," quipped the Producer. "Hrithik, you are probably wondering how Brad is playing your father's role. That's the whole surprise element of this movie. With CGI we are going to show Brad as a 25-year-old spy in India, who has an affair with a local beauty and later show him as a 55-year-old man that is now helped by his sons to overthrow a major international terrorist organization. In no scene is Brad going to be his present age!" "I'm very excited to work in this movie," said Brad, "and hope we can make a blockbuster hit all over the world". "Of course, me too," said Hrithik now ogling openly at the hot hunk sitting with him.
The Producer left them to arrange for some food and drinks while Brad and H chatted about the movie industries in Bollywood and Hollywood. The Producer returned some time later and said, "Let's go in gentlemen" and led the two macho hunks inside. There was a spread of food on the table and the three of them ate and chatted some more. Hrithik was asking regarding the CGI process and why makeup alone would not be enough to show Brad as a young man and later an older man. Soon Brad asked the Producer, "Are we done with business? I know Hrithik has a plane to catch soon." "We can always talk business over the phone but let's do what we can't do over the phone," he replied and motioned to a room. Hrithik was hoping that what was going to happen in that room was what he was thinking about since he saw Brad walk in. His cock was semi-erect and oozing precum from just thinking of what was going to occur as he followed the two of them. The door opened to reveal a large bed covered with deep brown furnishings. The entire room was very masculine with exotic wood paneling and mahogany furniture. The Producer had good taste or had a good interior designer!
The Producer had slipped off his loafers and Brad chucked his canvas sneakers off his feet. Hrithik removed his flip- flops and the Producer turned and kissed him deeply. Brad was behind Hrithik hugging his chest and nuzzling on his neck. Hrithik could not believe that the famous Brad was kissing his neck and playing with his pecs and lats. As Brad stroked Hrithik's torso, he felt a lump on his butt and he pushed his pelvis back in Brad's groin. The trio kept the grinding on and soon had started stripping each other's clothes. The Producer had removed his T-shirt and khakis revealing a nicely toned body that had attracted Hrithik's attention the first day he was in LA at the hotel's poolside. He could not believe how much had happened since then - Taylor and Channing and Bradley and Chris!! But that thought was in his head only for an instant as he felt Brad pull his boxers down and H turned around to strip Brad. He pulled the shirt off as the buttons unsnapped to reveal that famous chest. Smooth, hairless, toned with pink nipples crowning the pecs. Hrithik leaned down and started chomping on the left nipple. The Producer had come around and started to undo the belt on Brad's jeans and soon unclothed him completely. They were all naked now licking and kissing and caressing each other's bodies. They lay on the bed at some point, continuing the foreplay. Brad had his arms behind his head and the Producer was licking one pit while H was tonguing the other. Soon they flipped around and H was getting both his nipples worked on by Brad's tongue on the left and the Producer on the right one. All three were working their hands squeezing various muscles and tongues licking different areas. Moans and sighs escaped mouths and it was impossible to determine which sound came from whom.
The Producer was now lying on his stomach with his erect cock flat against his abs. H was rimming him as Brad was rimming H. He liked the sensation of being rimmed while Brad massaged his cheeks, relaxing the gluteals and soon Brad had a finger up Hrithik's hole. He clenched it tight against that unfamiliar experience but soon Brad was playing with a nipple, making Hrithik lose focus on his hole and enjoying his nipple being worked on. Hrithik had never been fucked before and did not really know where this was going. He relaxed and Brad pulled out. He whispered in Hrithik's ear, "Enter him".
Hrithik positioned his brown uncut ten-incher at the Producer's hole and started playing around. Brad produced a condom and rolled it over Hrithik's cock and then unrolled one on his own cock. Brad's cock was eight inches and thick, deep pink with a mushroom head. Hrithik had now repositioned his penis and was entering the Producer's butt hole. Hrithik's light brown cock was a sharp contrast to the pale white cheeks of the Producer's butt. The pink hairless sphincter was tight but soon gave way to the visitor and clamped on the rod. Hrithik sighed with the sensation and let it go in all the way in one thrust. He was in all the way right up to his black pubes that were the bottom of the six-pack of his abs. The Producer let out a moan and lifted his pelvis to make sure he got all the ten inches in him. Brad was now massaging Hrithik's back and the muscled mounds of the butt. Hrithik almost wanted to turn around and say "no" to Brad, as he had never had a cock in him before. But thinking of Brad Pitt in him, he let that idea pass and thrust into the Producer. Brad's cock was now at Hrithik's hole, which did not take it in easily. Brad said, "It's your first time?" Hrithik answered, "Yes, so go easy". "Don't worry, I will", said Brad as his cock stretched the Bollywood superstar's sphincter slowly and it soon gave way to allow the Hollywood superstar's dick. The width of the cock was definitely more than what Hrithik had experienced and he consciously relaxed the muscle to allow the intruder. He let out a grunt as Brad entered further and bit his lip but soon the prostate was sending waves of pleasure as the hardness stroked it. Brad was about half-way in and Hrithik was now relaxed enough to allow the full length. He focused his attention on the Producer's butt and started thrusting in and out. He continued the motion as Brad picked up the same rhythm. Brad reached around and smacked the Producer's butt, causing him to wince and contract his muscle. This led to a tighter grip around Hrithik's cock and he moaned in delight. Hrithik was now enjoying the feeling of a hard cock in his rectum and especially since it was attached to the hot body of Brad Pitt. Hollywood had certainly welcomed him, he thought! Brad smacked the Producer's butt again marking the area with four red fingers on the right cheek. Hrithik could not leave it asymmetrical and slapped the left cheek and soon both cheeks had deep red marks.
The three of them continued to enjoy each other and went on for another ten minutes and Brad pulled out first. "Turn around Hrithik", he told H. Hrithik complied, pulled out of the Producer and lay beside him with his cock pointing up and now facing Brad. The Producer was still prone, and Brad entered him. The Producer moaned and motioned his pelvis up and down while Brad's cock impaled him. Hrithik stood over Brad's butt and now entered him. Brad wasn't new to that sensation and soon the three were grinding hips. Hrithik's prostate was still reeling with that unfamiliar sensation and he wanted Brad in him again. A few minutes later, he pulled out of Brad and told him, "Can you fuck me again? I want you to come in me". Of course, Brad obliged. But this time, Hrithik lay supine on the bed, legs up as Brad was pistoning him. The Producer had now stood up and was licking Hrithik's feet and toes; and playing with Hrithik's balls. He now moved down and started sucking Hrithik. Hrithik's face was flushed with pleasure and his mind feeling a buzz with getting fucked and sucked at the same time. This was not a sensation he had ever experienced. He enjoyed every second of it and felt Brad grow even larger in him. He knew what was going to happen soon.
Brad was on the verge of shooting his load and he thrust in deeper and came in spurts. Each spurt pushed the prostrate even more, sending new ripples of ecstasy in the Hindu hunk lying under him. His cock soon felt the prostrate spasm and he looked at Hrithik, who was cumming in the Producer's mouth. The Producer was now stroking himself and he shot a huge load on Hrithik's chest. The three fell in a heap on the bed and lay there for a few minutes, as their breathing recovered and a sleepy haze enveloped them.
Brad opened his eyes a while later and smacked Hrithik's butt, "Don't you have a plane to catch?" he asked. Hrithik opened his eyes dreamily and replied, "If you are going to adopt me, I don't mind staying here forever". "No way," the Producer interjected, "We have a movie to make". "So who's my other son?" asked Brad. The Producer looked at Hrithik and smiled, "I know who you want it to be and I want him too. You two developed an instant liking and I want to capture that on screen. In the story, you two grew up in different continents but join forces to fight together and save your father. Channing has agreed to accept the role and I know you liked him too. Should I respond to him and let him know that you two are OK with him?" Brad and Hrithik exchanged glances and both said, "Sure. That will make all our shoots so much fun". They had gotten up and Hrithik said to both of them, "I am hoping to make your visit to Mumbai as memorable as you guys have made this one for me. When you guys come to Mumbai next time, I promise, you will have the time of your life. I am in the process of organizing a club for just us guys." "I've seen some of your hunks," said the Producer. "It should be fun".
Hrithik left LA soon and as he sat in the British Airways plane, he beamed inwardly at the new venture of not only the movie but also having been with such Hollywood hunks. He definitely was going to meet Shahid and finalize the CLUB. After all he was the PIMP of Bollywood! (see Bollywood Sexcapades on Nifty.org).